Warrior's Pride

The Holitter

Compositor: Biffe de Holitter

Battle scars paint a story untold
Iron-willed heart with a grip so bold
Sword in hand seeking foe's breath
In the front line locked with death

Martial artist with a keen eye
Seeking foes with deadly grace
In the shadows you rely
Forward to the battle's face

His blade is thirsty
Craving the fight
Bathed in blood under the moonlight
In the heat of battle
Chaos is his art
He fights for glory
Never torn apart

Blood-stained blade in your hand
Foes fall like grains of sand
Tales of valor that you brand
Every strike a bold command

Sword of relentless courage and might
In the darkest hour he’s a beacon of light
No enemy too strong
No battle too rough
His path of glory though jagged and tough

Sword of relentless courage and might
In the darkest hour he’s a beacon of light
No enemy too strong
No battle too rough
His path of glory though jagged and tough

His blade is thirsty
Craving the fight
Bathed in blood under the moonlight
In the heat of battle
Chaos is his art
He fights for glory
Never torn apart

Bloodstained armor shines like fire
Echoes of a fighter choir
Front line and damage might
In the darkness stands the light

Every strike a dance of wrathful art
In this battleground we own every part
Courage unfurled like a banner so bold
With every clash our stories are told

His blade is thirsty
Craving the fight
Bathed in blood under the moonlight
In the heat of battle
Chaos is his art
He fights for glory
Never torn apart

Stand your ground don't back down
Heart of the lion roaring over town
Battle cries rolling fire and sound
Warrior's pride forever renowned